"Emily, you are my dearest friend in the whole world. You are my non-sister sister. Nothing that you ever say to me will ever upset me so much that yo... should be afraid to say it. You are right about Rob and me. I never planned to have sex that night. Maybe he did, or maybe I was just his next challenge, I don't know, but we did it the next night too, and I don't regret either time. Yes, we have done it several times, and each time it is more exciting than the previous time. That's not to say. I pushed her off to the side and grabbed Robin’s arm.“Get on it,” I said. Robin didn't waste any time, pushing my cock into her pussy, bouncing up and down on my still hard rod. Her pussy was a tight fit. I knew I wouldn't nut a second time, but it was still worth the effort to keep it going.I thrust my mouth on to Robin’s and the passion was unbelievably wild. Our tongues exploded in a burst of fire, unlike anything I had ever experienced. She shook and I knew I had managed to touch her inner. A single tendril of black, hanging casually from her tortoisehell hair clip crossing her flawless skin. And the faintest little hairs, serried in a neat pattern. Orderliness and precision, on the back of her perfect neck. Your cock starts to feel heavier, and more alive. You smile. Putting the thought to one side. You owe yourself the time to masturbate. Not a quick one off the wrist in the shower, like a naïve adolescent. You've learnt to control and pace yourself. It's part of your essence:. ‘Yeah, she had a little to much brandy at dinner.’ explained Carson ‘Bummer, so you didn’t fuck her.’ said Kyle picking up a scalpel. He had known Carson for ten years and understood his morals. In fact he had even picked them up. ‘Nope.’ said the Archeologist ‘Well, that’s what you get for giving her alcohol.’ ‘I thought she might be able to hold her liquor a little better.’ Just then the tent flap rustled again. This time it was Heather. ‘James can I speak to you alone.’ asked Heather not.